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- Story Listed as: Fiction For Adults
- Theme: Drama Stories / Human Interest Stories
- Subject: Action
- Published: 01/12/2020
by I R Hill
It was a beautiful Monday morning. Ian woke rubbing his eyes as he opened his curtains. The sun was breaking through the clouds to the east. The suburb where he lived was quiet except for the birds chirping as their chicks wanted feeding after their long night.
Ian's breakfast menu had changed. He had brought himself the latest coffee machine and as he walked into the kitchen the coffee machine sensed his presents and made his first cup of coffee. The toaster loaded with two slices of multigrain bread and a few minutes later, there was his breakfast. Unfortunately he had to spread the butter and plum jam and collect his coffee from the machine but at least they were both hot.
His desk top computer screen flickered and came alive. 'Good morning Ian', said 'Sirree'. Ian jumped, he has not gotten use to these new fangled computer assistants. Looking at the screen, he read the latest emails concerning ongoing cases. Phil, investigating a case concerning a theft of a luxury car, Jeff, investigating a break in at a house at Potts Point,
and Mark, investigating a robbery at the Commonwealth Bank at Darling Harbour. Ms White had emailed Ian informing him she had employed her own Personal Assistant to help with her increasing work load. There were so many cases she needed more help to handle them all. Ian had disgust increasing his investigation team to ten and employing another assistant for Ms White.
After checking emails Ian showered, shaved and dressed. He wore a light gray suit contoured to his body. Dark gray shirt with a pink tie. He finished dressing and stood in front of his bedroom mirror, turned from side to side, straightened his tie. Placing his gold watch on his right wrist, then clipping his holster onto the left hand side of his belt. Loaded his Glock with a ten shot mag and holster it. Collected his mobile from the dresser unplugging the charger and headed for the front door. He walked the path that led to the enclosed carport. Pausing and taking out his handkerchief , he cleaned a spot off the bonnet of his Saab. 'That's better'. He inserted the key and turned the ignition onto accessories, adjusting the volume of the radio, then started the engine, pausing a minute while the engine warmed. Pressing the button on the remote which opened the sliding security gate that kept his Saab safe. As he backed out he noticed to his left, a black SUV with blacked out windows parked just down the street. He stopped on the road and shut the sliding gate, then accelerated to the intersection which led him onto the highway. Stopping at the intersection noticing the black SUV following him.
The lights changed, he turned right then accelerated up the highway followed by the black SUV close behind. Watching his speed knowing the police monitored this section of the highway. The highway followed the coast line and at times coming very close to the edge of the steep cliffs. He observe the SUV as it accelerated narrowing the gap between the SUV and the Saab. The road conditions changed from two lanes both directions to single lane each way. The SUV grew closer. The section of road coming up was exceptionally precariously close to the edge. Ian had had the Saab computer re mapped a couple days ago and the Saab could accelerate quickly. The Saab had been re tuned to 650 brake horse power. As the SUV came with in inches of his rear bumper Ian hit the accelerator, the Saab changed back and disappeared into the distance leaving egg on the face of who ever was about to ram him.
After three kilometers he slowed back to one hundred kilometers per hour. Traveling another four kilometers then turning off at the next intersection which led to his officers in Darling Hurst. Ian drove into the entrance of the under cover car park, stopped at the gate which was electronically controlled. The attendant recognized Ian and opened the gate, passing through, and continuing to the second gate, a floor to ceiling wire security gate, pressing the remote. The gate opened and closed behind when drove through. Parking in his spot just out side the lift. Stepping out of the car, and setting the alarm on the Saab then proceeded into the lift. Mark just slipped through the closing doors of the lift, Surprised, Ian reached inside his suit coat grasping the butt of his Glock. Mark looked at Ian and said” are you okay”? “No, I have just survived some one trying to ram me off the coast road”. “What!' replied Mark, “are you alright”? “Yes, the Saab certainly performed well this morning. The re mapping of the computer and the extras installed on the engine were well worth the one thousand dollar charge. I also had a rear camera installed in case any one follows me. He handed the memory card to Mark. “Bring up the footage and see who was in that SUV”? “Right away Ian”.
They both exited the lift and walked to the office. “Good morning Ian, good morning Mark” said Ms White, Ian and Mark nodded. Ian went straight through to his office and made a few phone calls. Mark headed to the tech room. He sat at the computer and entered the micro SD card into the slot. He scrolled through the footage until he found the SUV that tried to ram Ian off the road. Footage was clear. He printed off the driver and passenger photos and the shot of the number plate.
Ian rang Paul Geeves his CIA mate. The phone rang for quiet awhile, ring ring ring, then Paul answered, “good morning Ian, what can I do for you”? “An hour ago a black SUV tried to run me off the road on the way to work” replied Ian. “Are you alright”? asked Paul. “Yes I am fine. The Saab left them for dead”, replied Ian, “well not dead, just way behind me” replied Ian. They both laughed. 'Did you get any photos of the car following and maybe the driver'? “I had a rear view camera installed in the Saab and my associate is checking out the photos'. 'Send me the photos' said Paul. 'I will be able to identify the driver'. Hear from you soon”. And Paul rang off.
Ian dialed Peter Wren's number in Canberra, and told him the same story.
Mark walked into Ian's office with the photos, the photos were clear depicting both driver and passenger. His rear view camera had caught the driver and passenger, plus the registration number RVS 230. Ian immediately text both the photos and registration number to Paul and Peter.
Paul rang back ASAP, he knew of the two men, 'they were associated with the car theft gang that you brought down two years previously', both men were Russian, and very dangerous”. Paul remarked 'be extremely careful Ian, because they are hired Assassin's”. Ian replied 'thank you' and rang off .
Ian sent the information concerning the two men to Peter Wren (AFP) in Canberra.
Canberra, Peter initiated and investigation. Four hours later he established there was no record of these two men entering the country legally.
Report materialized that two men disembarked a Russian Freighter in Perth and when it sailed out of Perth on the 21st March at 2020hrs they failed to board. The Western Australian Water Police were investigating. An All Points Bulletin was put out for their arrest.
Peter Wren phoned Ian and conveyed the information.
Ian called a meeting at 1500hrs for all associates.
He sat at his desk remembering the ending of the Car theft gang and thought at the time, there had been no threats from the syndicate, and a lot of high profile people went down as well. Why no reprisals back then? Why have they waited so long?
He put a call into his old unit SAS Unit RAR 1212 asking for help. The phone rang and was answered. Captain Gordon, 'Hello may help you'? 'My name is Ian Glass-Ton, of Glass-Ton Investigations. I am ringing because I need the Units help' said Ian, 'Mr Glass-Ton I am pleased to meet you', hang on, I will pull up your inactive file', the phone went quiet as the Officer checked his computer, few minutes later he came back on the line, ' Ian, are you still there'?, Ian answered 'yes', 'sorry I was so long, I had to locate your file. Reading through, I can see, there still are a few members of that unit active. What is it you require Ian'? Two years ago I was instrumental in bringing down one of the worlds biggest Car Theft Organizations in Australia. 'Oh yes I remember reading about that, well done Mr Glass-ton'. Ian went onto say, 'some one is trying to kill me and they are associated with Car theft gang I brought down', 'I see, you know the Army can not get involved with domestic situations, but we can still help you, 'leave it with me and I will make some inquiries. 'Good by for now'. 'Thank you Captain Gordon' and the phone went dead.
Ian's desk phone rang it was the Concierge, 'Mr Glass-Ton the alarm on your car has been activated', can you go down'? 'I will head straight down' replied Ian. Ian stood up from his desk and walked through to the outer office, Ms White my car alarm has been set off, I am heading down to see why, Ms White nodded. Ian headed for the lift, stopping at the doors of the lift, he pressed the down button and waited. Short time later the lift came up and the lift doors opened. Ian stepped in. Phil was about to get out of the lift, “whats up Boss” Phil asked, “my car alarm has been set off, I am going to investigate” replied Ian. “I will come with you” said Phil. Ian pressed car park and the lift started down. Few minutes later they reached the car park.
The lift doors opened and the alarm was very loud, echoing through car park, Ian hit the reset button, it stopped, then started again. Ian approached the car noticing a piece of wire on the floor by the left hand side front wheel. He bent down to retrieve the piece of wire and he noticed a wire hanging from the inside of the wheel. As he knelt down and looked under the car he saw a flashing LED attached to a block. He called to Phil “there is a bomb attached to the underside of the car”, Phil did not use his mobile in case it set off the bomb, he raced to the wall phone outside the lift and called 000, 'The operator answered, which service do you require'? 'He told the operator the address and what they had found under the car'. The operator said ' clear out of the building'. Minutes later the bomb Squad arrived. They sent in the robot to assess the situation. After a few minutes the robot detected a bomb and messaging operator. 'Bomb active, size three kilograms.
While the building was being cleared the bomb disposal personnel moved in to defuse the device. After thirty minutes all was clear and the bomb was defused then removed from the car and the area.
The head of the bomb squad met with Ian out side the building car park and told him “ the bomb would have exploded the first time he touched the brake pedal. It was connected to the ABS sensor on the left hand front wheel and your alarm went off because the person who attached the bomb had connected to your battery for a power source. The car computer sensed the strange voltage draw and that's why your alarm went off. You and the building occupants were very lucky. The potential size of the bomb could have brought it all crashing down”. Ian thanked Captain Hill and they shook hands. Captain asked “who do you think would want you dead and bring down the building”? “Ian told him about the trip to work in the morning and how a SUV attempted to run him off the road”. The Captain said “you need to be very careful Mr Glass-Ton this crew mean to do you harm”. “I have put into motion a plan to deal with this”. “Good luck. I hope we never see each other again, so to speak”. The Captain headed back to his SUV and drove away.
After the episode with the car bomb Ian headed back up to his office to be met by the AFP waiting for him. He gestured the agents into his inner office. They immediately remarked how lucky he and the building occupants were that he had discovered the bomb under his car and he acted so quickly. Agents were also concerned with the morning episode, black SUV that tried to run him off the road. APB has been put out on the occupants of SUV but they had no firm leads at this time. Leading agent said “Mr Glass-Ton you need to be protected until they are apprehended. We could set you up in one of our safe houses”. “No thank you, I am not hiding from them or bow down to any organization”. Replied Ian
After the agents had left he had a phone call from Captain Gordon. 'Mr Glass-Ton I have made inquiries and you will be contacted soon' and the phone rang off.
Phil came into Ian's office, “are you okay” Ian. “Yes thanks, just another day at the coal face” and laughed.
Few minutes later he was joined by the other members of the Agency, they took seats around the table. “So what's the plan to deal with these tough guys”. “Ian disclosed he had contacted Captain Gordon of the 1212 SAS RAR group, and he was dispatching a crew to help unofficially”. “Well that's a start” said Mark. “How are we going to protect you right now” said Phil. “We are licensed to have a sniper rifle, I want you Peter to draw it out and head for the roof and stay there until you are relieved by the Army guys”, “will do” replied Peter.
Peter is a qualified sniper and a member of the a team that travels world wide. He and his unit took out a foreign power about to take over the Marshall Islands in 2018. Peter's unit is on call twenty four hours a day, if needed, they can fly worldwide instantly. Peter being full time Army, but lives as a civilian and works for Ian. This is his undercover identity.
Later that evening four men arrived at Ian's Unit. Earlier that evening he had a phone call alerting him to their arrival with pass word 'Leo the Lion'. Introduced themselves as Captain Gordon's men with the pass word 'Leo the Lion'. The four men were super fit, frames like locomotives, armed to the teeth. Their job was to protect Ian with their lives if necessary. Their code names were, Juliet (unarmed combat specialist), Romeo (weapons), Serra (radio communications) and Alpha (search and destroy). These four men could take down a company of men and leave no one standing. One of the four watching twenty four hours a day while the others rested. Strangest thing, you never knew where they were. Never saw them together. If you came to Ian's Unit they were invisible.
A fifth man, code name (November, sniper specialist) arrived at the office, Peter knew him from his sniper unit, he re leaved Peter from his roof top observation post. His weapon was high powered sniper rifle, he could take out a target, 100mm diameter at three kilometers.
Peter took the stairs and headed back down to the office where he locked away the Agencies sniper rifle in their rifle safe. He was directed back to the case of the stolen Luxury car, the Agency had to operate normally as if no one knew about the attempts on Ian's life.
AFP had a lead on the two men that entered Australia illegally through the Western Australian port via the Russian freighter. They were seen at the Coffee Club in Potts Point. The Police were dispatched to arrest the two men but when they arrived the two men had left. The staff were questioned, but revealed very little. The men were described as average customers, polite. Obviously these men were professionals, adapted to blending into the back ground.
Ian was in his kitchen preparing his evening meal, he had been told not to include the men sent to protect him.
Later that evening he headed for the office to check on cases, and to appear as normal as possible anticipating the men would try again to kill him. Unit were prepared to protect and strike. He arrived at the office around nine pm, parking his car in his usual spot, he caught the lift to the twelve floor, exiting the lift as usual. He entered his office and all the lights were off. He reached for the light switch, in the twilight he saw a shiny blade of a knife flying pass him and lodge in the wall next to his hand, he rolled to the floor protecting himself behind Ms White's desk. Pulling out his glock and laid still. There was no movement until the lights came on, he raised his head from behind the desk, the Assailant was dead in the corner. 'Juliet' was standing over her. Ian stood up from behind Ms Whites desk, holstered his glock and walked over to the dead woman and looked at the side her face, and said “She is not one of the people in the SUV that followed me this morning”. Juliet turned the body all the way over, “hang on, I know this woman, she catches the lift from time to time, often says good morning to me. She works two offices down, for Moore, Smith and Fresmen Accountants. She is one of their accountants” said Ian.
“It sounds to me they have been planning this for a few years just waiting to strike” said 'Juliet'.
Ian searched the pockets of dead woman and found an mobile phone, it was encrypted . He pulled out his mobile and immediately contacted Sevens. Sevens (Hacker) organized the mobile to be collected. Three hours later she text Ian 'she had unlocked the phone' and text him the relevant information. The mobile contain messages and calls from the two Russian. There was evidence of another mole planted in his office block. Ian forward this new information to the AFP.
Sevens was triangulating the signal through the cell towers of the Russians mobile. Signal locked to an abandon warehouse in Abercrombie Street Ash field. AFP, dispatched armed response, consisting of three SUVs four men per unit, men heavily armed and well trained.
'November' listen the radio chatter of the AFP from his roof top vantage point. Ian advised to observe from roof top for his safety. As Ian and 'November' listened to the AFP radio chatter.
A shot rang out from the building three streets away, just missing Ian, lodging into the air condition unit next to his head, they relocated quickly.
The mobile signal from the Russian's Sevens tracked was a ruse to draw away the AFP. A second shot rang out from Peter, the shooter fell from the building and down to the street below. Peter had set himself up four streets away on a crane boom. His high vantage point on the end of the boom gave him a perfect line of sight of the first shooter.
A third shot rang out but Ian had moved. 'November' was ready, he took aim and shot the man straight through his telescopic sight before he could get another shot off. The man slumped forward over the wall where his rifle tripod was resting.
All went quiet, but there were still three more Assassins out there some where waiting for a chance to kill Ian. 'November' and Peter scanned the roof tops. They were no further shooters.
“Well, that was close”, remarked Ian. UHF radio squelch broke. 'Are you okay Ian'? called Peter, 'Roger, thanks to you and 'November'.
'November' reloaded his magazine and clipped the magazine back into his rifle and began to scan again through his telescopic sight.
Ian's mobile rang. It was Peter Wren he had heard the news of the shooters placed on the roof tops on adjacent buildings. 'Are you okay Ian'? 'yes I am fine, thanks to the quick action of my minders'.
Ian looked at 'November' and said “These men no my every move, how is that possible”. He clipped the UHF onto his belt and raced straight back to his offices. Turned on the stereo to mask his search and began to scan for listening bugs. He found seventeen listening devices placed through out his offices. No wonder they knew my every move he said to himself. Removing the devices carefully, he placed them one by one into in a secure box, blocking their signals. Contacted Sevens and she had them collected. Sevens would be able to track down who supplied the devices. Each device is different and the builder always leaves there mark. This would allow her to track down the supplier.
Two hours later Sevens had track down the supplier. She text Ian the location. Ian called Mark, Phil and Peter telling them to meet him in the China town at 0300 hrs.
The SAS unit knew Ian's every move. They were at the location long before Ian and his men arrived. Waiting in the shadows. Ian arrived in China town, the address, No 20 Lygon street. The area was deserted at three am. Parking their vehicles out of sight, they moved stealthy to the address. They observed a light breaking through the second floor window.
Mark and Phil mounted the back staircase which led to external fire door, they waited for Ian's signal, Mark opened the handle on the fire door, Ian and Peter entered via the front door by picking the lock. Four men entered quietly. Ian and Peter climbed the internal stair and moved along the corridor that led to the room, Mark and Phil were already outside the door guns drawn and pressing themselves hard against the wall. The light was still on in the room, looking through the glass section of the door, Ian saw one man leaning over his work bench. Opening the door slowly, 'music was playing in back ground' and quietly Ian crept up behind him, placing the mussel of his glock just behind his left ear. The man jumped and attempted to move, Ian placed his hand on the mans right shoulder and slowly turned him around in his swivel chair to face him. Now the glock was pressed hard against his forehead. Ian asked one question “where are the men you supplied these devices too”, pushing the listening bug forward into the mans face,” the man said in a frightened voice “I can not tell you, they will kill me!”.Ian looked at the man and said “Well you are of no use to me”, and his finger started to squeeze the trigger, the man said “no! I will tell you”.
After Ian obtained the address he contacted Peter Wren. The Federal Police came and arrested the man, taking him into custody.
The last three men were hold up in a beach house at Lady Martins Beach, Address 22 North Terrace. Suspecting nothing the three men were drinking and laughing. The Unit proceeded straight to the address, arriving well before Ian and his men. The five surrounded the house, entering front and back door on Serra's command, guns drawn, the men turned grabbing at their guns, a gun fight proceeded with the three men being shot dead. Alfa checked the bodies, all dead.
Unit removed any evidence they had been at the scene or entered the house and withdrew.
Ian and his men arrived minutes later. The house was quiet, surrounding the house. On Ian's command they entered front and back, the three men lay dead around the kitchen table, chairs kicked over, Mark checked for any pulses, shook his head, all dead. Two Russians and an one Australian. There were three passports, all German, escape route and the final assault plan setting out their next attempted to kill Ian. Ian knew straight away what had happened to these men and who had shot them.
Using the coded mobile phone the Unit had given him, he rang Serra's, mobile answered, he just said two word 'thank you' and the mobile went dead.
The AFP were advised of the location at Lady Martins Beach. The evidence report read, gang land killing, case closed.
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